Words

Screams and shouts, full of hate “To once again make America great”  “Don’t forget all lives matter” are the cries.  How can we believe that when every...

Walking around the lake this afternoon, something about the cottonwood leaves, strewn along the shore, and how the colors glowed, and the reflections in the water slowed me...

I watch your skin breathe pain tells us we need a change I think if you were awake you’d be kissing me senseless but you aren’t and...

There is a parking lot in Virginia where plastic Wal-Mart bags now blowTo find a fence post 4 miles out or a lone tree...

what does everyone want to do for their last night on earth walk the high wire bend over backwards look up at the stars until they start to look...

full moon poetryjagged and rawbleeding from the woundsof an ancestral saw back and forth as it goesthrough the passage of timewith these hands, grandfatherthat cannot...

Surprisingly dominant the hard world — flags and batons, limos and air-conditioners, mounted mooseheads, bullets. Our soft bodyshells must conform or be shed. Yet the totems within our heads are not lampposts without lamps. Nothing the...

Eleanor’s childhood was still standing at the corner of Maple and Eighth. It had always been, seemed like it always would be. When she...

No matter what the grief, its weight,we are obliged to carry it.We rise and gather momentum, the dull strengththat pushes us through crowds.And then...

Sunlight’s fingered rays reaching through the clouds tired of being cold I turn my eyes toward the deep blue skies yearning to break free from this Santa Fe world there is...

In reverie I drum with open handsall over my naked chest legs stomach,beating into this life a rhythm,percussing the guts beneath my skin... my...

and this time you slipped as a raindrop through the clouds of my forgetfulness to fall like the thought of a forming leaf wearing that dress i remember and laughing at the...